" She fell in love with people who walked crookedly,
Not those who walked straight,
nor those who knew exactly where they were going.
No.
She fell in love with people a little bruised by life,
those who had grown sideways,
like a flower between two paving stones.

She liked hearts that were a little cracked,
souls full of questions,
looks that spoke volumes without making a fuss.

She wasn't looking for perfection,
she was looking for the real thing.
The raw.
The living.

Those who stumble while laughing,
those who apologize for loving too much,
those who have learned to love without an instruction manual.

She fell in love with those who had experienced the fall
and continued to reach out,
in spite of it all.

It wasn't the smooth beauty that touched her,
but the light seen through the cracks.
The clumsy tenderness,
the sincere impulse,
the courage to remain gentle in a harsh world.

And maybe that's how she fell in love,
because she was one of them too.
A little askew,
but full of heart. "

Cindy Pinchart - Essence Feminine
"She who fell in love with crooked people".